In the evening of Chanda City, the sunset should shine on the blue bricks and tiles, and the smoke of the cooking should float up.

Chen Yu was standing at the entrance of Chanda Street with a bundle of books, and a tractor truck with a 75-millimeter mountain cannon drove by, one after another, bringing the smoke of the modern world to this remote city in southern Yunnan.

After towing the convoy, one of the trucks remained in place, and more than a dozen soldiers were assembling and erecting anti-aircraft guns behind the trucks, a Krupp Bofors 75-mm anti-aircraft gun. Soldiers are carrying boulders from the fields, shoveling dirt into sandbags and fixing anti-aircraft guns.

Chen Yu looked at them fixed-anti-aircraft guns sluggishly, and after leaving for almost two months, Chan Da had already changed his appearance, and Master Yu actually even had anti-aircraft guns.

Carrying a bundle of books, Chen Yu watched slowly after the soldiers set up the anti-aircraft guns, and after the anti-aircraft guns were set up, the soldiers did not leave, and sat around. A major carrying a bundle of books and carrying a marching bag made it difficult for the soldiers to let go of their hands and feet to frolic.

Standing at the intersection and watching for more than ten minutes, Chen Yu shook his head and walked away. This is destined to be an object that he can't use, and its owner is only one person, and that is Yu Xiaoqing.

Yu Zhi and the others were already impatient to run back to their own nest, while Chen Yu was still wandering around with a bundle of books.

Chen Yu wanted to go to the Sacrifice Flag Slope, but it was already dark when he walked over, and he had to go back to the regiment headquarters first.

Walking in the Chanda alley leading to the headquarters of the Sichuan Legion, the sky quickly darkened, every household was lit with lights, and families with plenty of money put a lantern at the door, which was not only convenient for themselves, but also for the convenience of others.

Passing by an alley, the lanterns in the alley were colorful, and a woman stood at the alley and hooked her finger at Chen Yu, revealing her underwear on her half-untipped neckline. Most of these women are mediocre, and the slightest appearance has long been maintained by the officers of the Yu Division, or have become the lovers of the Allied instructors.

With a dry laugh, Chen Yu continued to walk forward.

There was a woman sitting on the threshold on the side of the road, wearing heavy makeup, with a cheap rouge smell on her body, and a half-untied neckline exposed. Chen Yu lowered his eyebrows and glanced at it, and suddenly remembered that he had studied Mr. Lao She's "Camel Xiangzi", in which there was a sentence describing a certain woman as "white noodle bag".

Chen Yu hadn't thought about the white noodle bag before, but now he probably understands, and he feels that Mr. Lao She is really a person who understands life, and he is very vivid.

Chen Yu knew this woman, he was the wife of the former stationmaster of the detention station, and since the stationmaster was arrested by Yu Xiaoqing and taken to the military justice department, Chen Yu has never seen the stationmaster again. But the woman who saw him standing here probably already knew the story.

"Chief Xiao Chen?" The woman asked hesitantly.

Chen Yu picked up the book and turned around: "Sister-in-law." ”

"It's ······ you"

The woman saw the rank of major on Chen Yu's collar badge, plus the bundle of books she was carrying, and the whole person looked very vibrant, although there were slight wrinkles on the military uniform, but it was better to be clean and tidy.

Just called Chen Yu, the woman smiled and hummed a song against the door. Regardless of his collar, he revealed a large area of whiteness.

Seeing the woman laughing, Chen Yu quickened his pace and hurried away. For he saw the red sores on the woman's wrists, and there were many sores, probably already infected, with deep eye sockets and a pale face.

She may have unbuttoned her neckline just to better attract customers, to be able to survive. This is even more panicked than when facing the pursuit of the Japanese army, Chen Yu didn't want to stay here for half a moment, from slow walking to trot, from trotting to running wildly, as if there were thousands of troops chasing after him.

Ran back to the regiment headquarters in a panic, the sentry outside the door saw someone running in, and wanted to stop him, but when he looked at it, it was Chen Yu, and he didn't mean to chase him. Chen Yu ran wildly with the book until he saw the veterinarian who was feeding the calves, and the veterinarian was now really a veterinarian, dealing with more calves and dog meat than people.

Seeing Chen Yu running back with a book, the veterinarian thought that he had seen the wrong person, wiped the excrement from the corners of his eyes with his dirty cuffs, picked up the oil lamp and walked over, staring at Chen Yu carefully with cloudy eyes for a long time.

"Dead fish?" The veterinarian asked incredulously.

Chen Yu put down the book in his hand, knelt in front of the veterinarian, and grabbed his legs, which were too old to support standing, and only then did Chen Yu find that the veterinarian's legs were very thin.

"I'm back."

The veterinarian used all his strength to support Chen Yu, and his mouth was slurred with a crying voice: "Come back!" It's good to come back, I haven't seen you for these two months, I'm worried about it, it's good to come back. ”

Back at the regiment headquarters, Chen Yu sat on the table and pulled noodles in his mouth. Ma Yuan brought another bowl of egg noodles on crutches, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and put the egg noodles on Chen Yu's table.

For a moment now, Chen Yu realized that he was not like himself anymore, he should have walked through the muddy trenches and died like a flea. Zen Buddhism talks about enlightening sentient beings with Buddha nature, and at that moment Chen Yu felt that he almost realized the 'Buddha nature', to the 'Buddha nature' of his ancestors of the eighteenth generation, Chen Yu didn't like this kind of thing.

Saving one person to realize the 'Buddha', Chen Yu doesn't want to be a person who saves one person and realizes the 'inherent Buddha nature', so that more people will die. Saving one person can save oneself, saving ten thousand people should fall into hell, one person is easy to save, and ten thousand people are easy to fall.

It was during this time that I watched Tagore write a lot of books on religion, Chen Yu thought.

The veterinarian sat across the table and smoked his pipe, slowly exhaling a puff of mist: "Get in the car, dumplings, get off the noodles, and go home after eating." Look at your eating appearance, why did you get to India, and the British and Yankees still don't care? ”

"Tube."

"And this bear-like eater?"

Chen Yu drank the last mouthful of soup in the bowl, changed to another bowl and continued to eat. "Indian food is all mush, the Indian army is fine, and there is a cooking class in the team to cook. But I'm also an officer, and I have to go to the place where the officers eat, and people pay attention to the fact that the officers and the soldiers eat separately, and there is beef every meal, but it is not delicious. ”

"Yes." The veterinarian sighed: "This Indian rice, in the end, is not as good as our Chinese grain to feed people, and the food outside is still not as fragrant as our own." ”

"What about them?"

The veterinarian knocked the copper pipe on the sole of his foot: "On the battlefield, it has been ten days." You're not here, you're dead, you're dead, you're messing with Yu Xiaoqing, and when you came back, you were beaten by his gang, and you wanted to fight yesterday. ”

"Why the fight?" Chen Yu took a bite of the egg and asked.

"I don't know, it's just for the sake of war anyway! A group of people didn't talk about it, and they didn't fight the Japanese, but their own people fought first, and that guy was always messy. ”

"What's going on?"

The veterinarian sighed: "Why not! I heard that······ is the doll who likes to scream with the piano and was beaten by you with glasses, he was opened by the mourning star, and sent to the hospital with stitches and injections.

In the end, each hit fifty big boards, and the mourning star was beaten with twenty military sticks, and Milong, Bu Spicy, Annoying, and Kang Ya, one of them counted as one, and they all suffered military sticks. Now I'm holding back my anger and thinking about how to fight. ”

The hand holding the noodles stopped, and Chen Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly after hearing it. Yu Shi's group of guys really dare to fight, Chen Yu didn't dare to get started with the practitioner of the Mourning Sect Star, there are many people in the Sichuan Legion who can fight, and the Lost Dragon can fight, but the Mourning Sect Star specializes in fighting at the fragile places of the human body, and the means are very vicious.

While talking, there was a noise outside, and it was the person who changed his guard and returned to the station to rest.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.